#her mom is a renown sharpshooter also. :)

[dawnedon]

thinks about Her.

[hardcoreprocess]

smash or pass: gpa harley

Lots to get into with Old Man Harley, honestly. There’s a lot of routes to play with here, leaning towards wholesome grandfather or weird fetishist that kept blue dolls (fully articulated, maybe?) around for "no apparent reason” like we’re supposed to just ignore all those connotations.

Either way, I subscribe to the semi-confirmed canon of Harley raising Mizz Lalonde (and Mister Strider as well) and having a few fucked up contrived ideals on masculinity vs. femininity and how to perform based on socially-enforced gender coding. Keeping the dolls and shit around also could have informed certain obsessions Mom & Bro have on dolls (the princess purchased for Rose, the lucrative puppet snuff business) and on raising their children the way they did.

But this isn’t a meta blog. You’re here for porn. So let’s talk porn.

Mister Harley, avid hunter, sharpshooter, consummate lady’s man, renowned far and wide for grand adventures and expeditions. He’s lauded for his story of rags to riches, carving a niche of incredible temple plundering out of an industry only just budding. (Morality be damned! Objects are meant to be looked at, don’t you agree?)

Naturally, every adventurer needs a few lackeys, and his come in the form of a young linguistic professional with a fair few degrees to her name (what a marvel at her age and with her sex’s emotional tendencies) and the young engineer that keeps all his doodads doing (brilliant young man, if a bit thin and quiet). Certain fringe benefits exist for interns attempting to make a name for themselves in the shadow of an older gentleman, as it is in every industry. They’re both rather pretty, so what’s the harm?

Then again, not everyone signs on expecting those benefits included when it’s just three spry travelers against a jungle backdrop, so he’s been happy to indoctrinate. Bring them into the fold, it is their prospective industry after all. An idle comment about Lalonde’s outfit, what a stunning figure she cuts in her khakis, and a pointed grope to Strider’s rear when he stoops to gather up filming cords. Cheeky things, they are. He’ll have a taste yet.